Gabriel
Her fingers worked their way into his flesh, pushing so hard he thought she would break the skin. Her movements were similar to the ones she had just performed on Anabelle. It tickled and tingled and was overall very uncomfortable, bringing to mind the worst of medical examinations.
'You were one of the candidates, weren't you?'
'Me?'
He blinked furiously, surprised by her words.
'You have the build for it,' Essie said. 'You have nice, wide channels. They're strong. You could have held Anabelle in full... hmmm,' she dug her fingers into my thigh, 'there she is.'
Well, great. Now he had a part of somebody else in his thigh. And what did she mean by he was a candidate?
'Beth never said...'
All heads turned to him and he met all glares until he got to Anabelle. She was there
